Thursday, March 24, 2016

Half Marathon of the Treasure Coast

In the beginning of March we took a whirlwind trip to Florida and New York to visit family.  We are all still traumatized from traveling with a toddler so let us not speak of that again.  I had a 16 mile run on the schedule and no idea where I would get it done in Florida.  My husband suggested I look to see if there were any running clubs in the area.  I did a quick search and realized that there was going to be a half marathon in the town we were in the exact day I needed to do my long run. What were the chances? Huzzah!!

We did not arrive at our hotel in Florida until around 10:00 pm and the race started at 6:30 am.  I was completely exhausted and my alarm went off at the California equivalent time of 2 am. Not cool.  I somehow managed to sneak out of the hotel room without waking my husband or son and my cab was downstairs waiting to take me to the race (Sidenote:  When we arrived at the hotel I asked the guy at the front desk if they had Uber in the area and he looked at me like I had two heads).

I had written to the race director beforehand about a good area to knock out my 3 miles pre-race and he assured me the whole area was safe and well-lit.  I ended up just going out a block or two and coming back and then eventually found a parking lot that I circled until I logged 3 miles. My main concern about running in Florida was that it was going to be warm.  The low temp was already at the equivalent of an average San Francisco day.  A few runners were parking in or near the lot I was running around and heading in to the race.  I was probably only a quarter mile from the race start and I found it really odd that there weren't more cars coming into the parking lot.  I guess it has been a while since I ran a small race.  Or more accurately, it has been a long time since I ran a race that had lots of free parking close to the start.

I got back to the start area with about 10 minutes to spare which had been my plan.  It wasn't urgent but I figured I should use the portapotty before lining up for the start.  For a while I didn't think I would make it but I was able to get in and out before the gun went off. So kudos to them for having just enough toilets.  They had on-your-honor start corrals based on your pace.  My goal for the day was to run the first 8 miles easy (about 10:00 pace) and then pick-up the pace for the last 5 miles.  I had been doing these fast finish long runs since Disney.  I alternated a week of a long slow run, then the next week I would cut-back on mileage a little bit but do the last 3-4 miles hard.  In my training runs I had been averaging a low-8:00 pace for the last few miles of 14-15 mile runs which for me nowadays is pretty phenomenal.  I was looking forward to doing this in a race setting.

They let us off in waves in a very low-key start. The race sort of criss-crosses through downtown Stuart, through residential roads, over a bridge (the only notable hill), more residential roads, back over the bridge to the finish.  There were A LOT of turns which doesn't make it the fastest course I have run.  My favorite part was the boardwalk.  It was a wooden walkway about 7 feet across that had no railings and was suspended over the water.  The sun was coming up over the water and the view was gorgeous.  I wondered if anyone had ever fallen over the side into the water trying to get around someone.

I am not sure if the temperature stamp is from the beginning or end of the run, but I call foul if that is the end temp. Felt like 70s at the end to me. Edited to add: Yes, that is the start temp. Phew, I'm not crazy.

I had a water bottle on me, but I also walked through every aid station to keep hydrated.  It was warm for this San Franciscan.  I kept my running pace in the high-9:00s, low-10:00s which was right where I wanted to be.  Honestly, it felt just right in the heat. I had been feeling so awesome on my long runs recently I had been worried about holding back in a race setting but that wasn't a problem.

As we were running by some houses, a woman by me said, "Now there is a piece of social history!"  There was a Trump sign on the lawn.  "We should knock on their door," she joked.  "Come on out and let us see who you are!"  We passed two Trump signs on lawns I remember during the race.  No comment.

The course had tons of turns but also had excellent signage.  There was a full marathon also going on and it was easy to tell where we should be headed.  The full marathoners peeled off right as we crossed the bridge.  I didn't envy them.  There wasn't a cloud in the sky and I couldn't imagine what it would be like to run a full on this day.  There was thankfully a nice breeze which kept the temperature from feeling too horrible.

Everything in life is relative and it is neat to see this in full effect when you take yourself out of your element.  At the start people looked downright cold as they huddled crossing their arms to keep warm.  Coming from San Francisco I thought it was quite pleasant.  One person out cheering yelled that there was a downhill coming up.  It was the teeniest dip but a woman running by me was so excited about the decline.

I do think the race can work a little on traffic control.  For the most part through the residential areas it is an open course.  I guess the race is early enough in the day that there are very few people trying to leave their houses.  However, there was one point when runners were going in both directions on a narrow shoulder and cars were trying to come from both directions when I thought it would have been nice if someone had been controlling vehicle traffic to allow for travel just one direction at a time.

As I approached mile 8 and the work was about to start, I can't say I was very excited about it.  I told myself to run by effort and to not get too concerned about the paces that I saw.  My pick-up conveniently started before the bridge-hill.  My pace those last five miles hovered in the high-8:00s to low-9:00s which is about a minute per mile off the pace I was hoping to run.  But in the heat it felt plenty tough.

There was a long straightaway to the finish which I find rare for races.  Knowing exactly where the line was I put up a good effort the last 3/4 of a mile.  I don't know why, but I got confused as to where the actual finish line was located.  They had an arch with a timer on it so of course that is the finish, right?  But for some reason I thought it was around the corner (there was a sharp turn of the finish chute right after the line) and I ran hard until the turn when I realized that there were people standing there ready to adorn me with water bottles and medals.  Sheepish me. In retrospect I thought the finish was in the same location as the start which would have been around the corner.  But how often do races start and finish at the same line?  So again, I have idea what I was thinking. I blame it on the heat.

I got an ice-cold bottle of orange juice and completely downed that.  It was now about just before 9 am and I wasn't expecting my son to wake up until about 10 am (we keep him on California time when traveling to the east coast).  So I had some time to kill in the finish area before I could go back to the hotel.  I have to say, this race does finish areas right.  I was planning on taking advantage of the free finish line massage for the first time ever, but I was such a soppy sweaty mess I didn't really feel like forcing someone to touch me.  The race had one of the most amazing food spreads.  I took advantage of the pizza station but they also had salad, pasta and a burrito station, I think.

Piles of cold pizza!

A vendor had adirondack chairs outside their mobile home and I camped out on one to wait until my husband texted me the all-clear to come back to the hotel.  A woman affiliated with the company asked that I like them on FB in exchange for sitting on their chair.  They were an IV company.  They actually administered IVs at the finish which were supposedly souped up with all kinds of stuff to help you recover.  Kind of strange, but I saw two men take the bait while I was sitting there so I guess there must be a market for this type of thing. I'm not sure I am into letting non-medical people stick needles into me and inject me with magic soup, but that is just me.

I sold my FB soul to sit on this chair. Which reminds me, I don't think I have unliked them yet...

This was also the first race I ran that had a PR bell. I've seen photo of these things at other races and I always thought it was a genius idea.  I truly believe that every single race should have one.  All things being equal I would choose a race with a PR bell over one which didn't have one if I was trying to PR.  I mean, can you imagine the satisfaction from ringing that sucker?  Every time the bell rang it felt like a fairy go their wings and it just made you happy for the person.  Right when I finished it was especially fun to see people who had been running by me through the race ring the bell.  When you are out there together you don't know who is on PR pace or who is out for a training run.  I was really happy for the people I was running with who PRd.  I didn't realize that a PR bell could bring such happiness to a finish area even if you never got to ring it yourself.  Seriously race people, get on this.  This race's bell was fancy, but even a plain one would do.  How much could it possibly cost?

The swag was fun.  I didn't take a photo of the stuff in the bag before I left most of it in Florida (a pink whisk for one, which I gave to my niece) but I did keep a cowbell they handed out.  Now that I think of it, considering they handed out cowbells there weren't really that many out on the course.

I stashed my medal in my carry-on after the race.  No issues leaving Florida.  A week later when we were leaving NY for CA we got stopped at the TSA checkpoint.  They kept rummaging through the bag taking out this and that and rerunning it through the scanner.  The guy who read the bag scan kept shaking his head when the TSA agent would pull out something to see if that was what he had seen.  They kept asking if we had a bottle opener and I was racking my brain to think of what could be flagging the bag.  Of course, when you are on vacation one week and one state ago is like an eternity.  Finally the TSA woman found the medal (which was in a pocket in a pocket type deal in the outer layers of the bag).  When I explained what it was she said, "We thought it was a gun."  So yes, State of Floridas look like guns.

My husband really liked the gun, err, medal.  The sun spins around which he thought was cool.

Overall, if you find yourself in Stuart, Florida during this event I definitely recommend it. It was well-organized and I thought the quality of it was excellent. I am a fan of smaller races myself and it was nice to take part in this.  If you are a Floridian and acclimated to the temperatures I imagine it is a fast course (though with all the turns it rings up long on GPS if you know what I mean).  I am so thankful for this race if only because it got me running early.  Two days later I didn't get started on my run until after 11 am and it was the most miserable 7 miles in the heat I have experienced in a long time. I don't think I would have made it 16 miles if I had started later than 6 am.

Monday, February 8, 2016

Walt Disney World Half Marathon & Marathon (Goofy Challenge 2016)

After the Santa Rosa Half Marathon I set my sights on Goofy training.  A couple of weeks after Santa Rosa I added in a fourth day of running.  I do this run solo and I ended up alternating every other week doing either interval work or tempo work on this day.  I still nurse my son in the mornings and evenings so I can't leave the house early before he gets up.  Due to time constraints of waiting for him to wake up and needing to get to work I can only fit in about 35-40 minutes of running this day.  With a warm-up and cool-down factored in I get about 2 miles worth of quality running done.  Two tempo miles aren't going to significantly improve my long distance running speed, but I look at it as priming my body for more speed work and it is nice to see some faster paces every now and then. Two other days a week I run pushing my son in the BOB.  When I ran Santa Rosa we were up to 6 mile runs together and over the course of training for Goofy we built up to 10 mile runs.  Then the last running day of the week is a solo long run.

My pelvis still feels achy (I believe due to pregnancy issues vs. the stress fracture) sometimes so I was hesitant to do back-to-back long runs that serious Goofy prep demands.  I think only once I actually trained for Goofy doing back-to-back long runs so I knew base marathon training was enough to get it done.  Due to scheduling issues I once did a 16 miler followed by a 10 miler the next day, didn't combust, and deemed that an adequate test for Goofy.  I also continued the pattern of cutting back my long run distance every other week to play it safe.

During Goofy training I also finally got brave enough to do stroller runs all around Golden Gate Park. I was nervous about the longer hills (and also being so far from home with a toddler) but after doing my training wheels hill on the west side of the park over and over and over I decided to venture into the park.  I am so glad I did!  I get to do my old running routes and don't have to repeat segments.

I used to do that triangle loop (about 1.3 miles) at the top over and over and over.  The bottom leg of the triangle is uphill and I called it my "training wheels hill"

Now we run up and into GGP.  As a runner this is mentally so much easier to do one large loop but at the same time we end up very far from home if something goes wrong.  Knock on wood, so far so good.  I haven't had to do a 4 mile run home with a screaming toddler in tow yet.

This was my sixth Disney Marathon and my fifth Goofy Challenge.  This race has changed a lot through the years of my participation -- some things good, some things not so good.  I'll break down the weekend by days mainly for my own benefit down the road of remembering how I spent the time.

Thursday Night:
I caught a red eye out of San Francisco to Atlanta and then connected to Orlando. The flight took off at about 11pm and I was mighty tired at that point.  I rarely sleep well on flights but can usually count on 2 hours or so on a red eye.  I think maybe I fell asleep for 10 minutes the first flight.  Probably less.  That was unfortunate.  Luckily I was in and out of sleep the second flight so got a little over an hour there.  But I landed in Orlando extremely tired with a long day (and weekend) staring me in the face.


I caught the Magical Express out to my hotel on Disney property.  I've come to love Pop Century as my home base at Disney.  I waited a little too long to make my hotel reservations this time around and had to cobble together three different reservations in order to get all the days I needed at Pop for the marathon weekend.  I was told they would try to get me in the same room the whole time but there was a possibility I would have to check-in and out of rooms twice while I was there.

When I checked in I was told that they had managed to get me in the same room the whole time (HUGE relief) but that I was still technically on three different reservations so should call to make sure they were aware of this and I shouldn't have to vacate the room each time.  No problem!

I headed to my room, got settled, and got ready to go to the expo to pick up my bib.  I hopped on a bus headed to the expo at Wide World of Sports.  There were a ton of cars trying to get into the facility which surprised me since Dopey runners had to be there two days earlier and I thought that would mitigate a lot of the high traffic on Thursday. I later learned that the kids races were being held which explained the large amount of traffic.

It was a lot of fun to watch all the kids streaming in and I took this video to send to my husband (with some note about how maybe our son would have fun doing this if it interested him in the future).

One way the race has changed over the last decade is that the expo is spread out over three different locations at Wide World of Sports.  I think the last time it was in two buildings.  It was originally all crunched into one building.  They made me take a photo with my bib for the Goofy Challenge. Previously you had a wristband you had to switch out after the half to prove you did both races but they have since change the system to photo comparison.

Another change:  GENDER SPECIFIC RACE SHIRTS!  My biggest gripe about Disney races, hands down, was the fact that they still utilized unisex shirts.  And this was despite the fact that the majority of the runners at their events are now female.   I have never gotten a shirt from a Disney race that fit me well.  But the shirts this year fit me great and I'll wear them all the time.

I wound through the expo but wasn't too impressed with anything this year.  It felt like there were less outside vendors than usual.  I did pick up a Headsweats hat but one item is definitely the least amount of loot I've picked up at this expo.  None of the official race merchandise was tantalizing, either.  For all their designers Disney race merchandise is usually lackluster and just plain ugly.  Champion is the official apparel brand of the event and their stuff is just not great quality either.  Champion had their own booth set up with some cute designs: the running Mickey, Run/Sleep/Repeat with Mickeyeqsque pictures, Run your Ears off, etc.  But all of these designs were on Men's clothing.  The Women's selections were horribly gender-skewed and girlyfied which was insulting:  Girls run the world (with Minnie Ears) and a few others I have apparently wiped from my memory.

I headed back to my hotel to drop off my stuff and then headed out again to hit up the parks.  I always save the Magic Kingdom (my favorite) for marathon Sunday so I headed over to Animal Kingdom.  Another change to Disney World in general since my last visit:  Fast Pass+.  Before you had to get fast passes from kiosks by attractions but now you can pre-book them in advance of your visit.  You are limited to three in one park for any given day.  Once you use them up you can select one more at a time.  I am a little mixed about this new system.  One on hand it does cut down on criss-crossing all over the park, but it also squashes any possibility of flying by the seat of your pants on any given day.  You can also adjust your Fast passes from an app on your phone which is great but all the main attractions are probably booked up before that day even arrives so in a sense there is little flexibility.

I hit up everything I wanted to at Animal Kingdom (including the most amazing black bean burger with fries at my favorite counter-service restaurant by Dinosaur) and debated whether I should head back to the hotel or go to a second park for the day.

The biggest crux of being at Disney for races is that you have to balance time on your feet with not being stupid for the races.  Going to a park involves walking to and from transportation which is usually a trek from the park itself.  In the past I would go to Orlando for a full week for the races but with being a mother and leaving my husband to play single father this weekend, I was only there this year for a little over 4 days.  This meant I had to be selective about how I spent my time in the parks.  My least favorite park is Epcot but I do like visiting about three attractions there.  I figured I could jet over there, knock out my favorites, and then cross Epcot off my list on Day 1!

I was exhausted at this point (I walked off the plane at 9:30 am Orlando time after not sleeping all night) and had a half marathon the next morning.  But I love me my Disney parks so an Epcot visit beat out sanity.  I was actually nodding in and out of sleep on Spaceship Earth but was happy to get all my Epcot good feels finished.  My goal was to be back at the hotel by 7 pm so I could be asleep by 8 pm. I don't remember exactly but I'm pretty sure I wasn't back until after 8 which pushed getting into bed to 9:30 or even 10 pm by the time I got my race stuff all ready to go.

I had a message on my room telephone from the front desk. I called them and verified that I would be in the same room the next day and that my magic band (another new thing, you wear your room key on your wrist) would not need to be rekeyed the next day.  I was told I would be fine. I verified that I would not need to make this call to the front desk the next day and was told I was set for the rest of my stay (sinister foreshadowing).


In case you weren't aware, Disney races require you to wake up insanely early.  The last time I did this race there was a huge line at the bus to get to the race and also horrible traffic to get to the staging area.  I decided to play it safe and try to get to the bus shortly after 3 am (I used at aim for 3:30 am)  I set my alarm for 2:40 am.  That is 11:40 pm California time.  Luckily with my horrid sleep the night before on the plane I pretty much crashed as soon as I got in bed.  I woke up at 2:40 am bright-eyed and bushy tailed which totally surprised me.  I usually nurse my son around 7 am so decided with the time change I wouldn't pump before the half.  The race starts at 5:30 am which meant I would be done by 8 am which is only 5 am California time.

They must have improved the system from the last time I ran because there was zero line for the bus when I arrived.  I hopped on board and made an unremarkable trip to the Epcot parking lot.  Another first was a security checkpoint before entering the staging area.  They had one side for runners without bags and a longer line for runners with bags.  I didn't have a bag to check so went through the  without bags side but I learned the next day that my Fitletic belt qualifies as a bag and I should have gone through the bag line.  Oops.

Another new development was character photo-ops in the start area!  They had four stations set up. I grabbed a photo with Pluto and then Chip & Dale. I skipped Daisy and I think Dopey was out for the Dopey runners.  Then I found a nice place to sit and hunkered down for the long wait.  It was a little chilly and I was happy for the heat sheet I had brought along for my throwaway.  They have a great DJ in the area and I stayed by the stage to be entertained for as long as I thought wise.  There is a half a mile or so walk out to the start line from the staging area.

People waiting for the Daisy photo-op at the start

One major change from the last time I ran is the way they divvy up the corrals.  Historically my qualifying times (which really aren't all that superb in the grand scheme of running) were enough to put me in Corral A.  It was awesome to actually get to start running with the official countdown and to have the option to run your pace from the very beginning.  Those days are long gone.  My time got me into Corral F this year.  I heard on a podcast that they penalize Dopey and Goofy runners because they assume you will not be running optimally. I am not sure if this is true or not but I doubt it made a huge difference in my placement.  The 4:15 marathon pacer was in my corral for the full which is probably a realistic finish time with my 2:02ish half qualifying time.  I don't know where the corrals ended previously but this year they went all the way up to P!  With a couple of minutes hold between corral releases that is a long, long wait if you find yourself in P.  Word to the wise, if you can run faster than P, definitely get a qualifying time in!  While sad I will never be in A again (it said for the marathon it was for sub-3 hour marathoners!) I think this is a great move for Disney which is notorious for congestion.

I got to watch five fireworks shows as each corral before us was released.  I heard that they were not letting late comers enter corrals up front once they had been released. So if you were a B corral runner and B wave had left, they were making you enter the masses much farther back.  I thought this was dumb.  If they have a bib with a letter that has released, let them enter at the front.  There were several panicked runners running along the fences trying to find the entry point.  As we headed closer to the start I passed a guy sitting on the ground surrounded by medical bikes.  I saw that his knees were both really bloody. I assume he tried to hop the fence and ate it.  A man next to me said, "Oh gosh!" in such a way that made me think maybe there was more blood than just his knees.  I can't recall what type of bib he had on, but I couldn't help but think that if he were a Dopey or Goofy runner much bigger dreams may have died hopping that fence.  So Disney, let people enter at the front if their corral has already released!

The start line and Donald wishing us a great race

For the first time I ran with my phone as my camera.  When I first ran this race back in 2005 I didn't even own a digital camera.  In 2008 Disney gave us disposable film cameras in our race bag to use during the race.  Amazing how much technology has changed, right?

One thing that being a repeat participant has done to me is I am much pickier about stopping for photos.  If I already have a nice photo with a character I may not stop anymore.  If I don't know or care about a character, I don't stop anymore.  I can't say for sure if there were less than usual characters out, I'm leaning towards there being a few less than I remember, but I only ended up stopping for four photos (not counting castle photos).  It was foggy and overcast and really nice running weather for a non-racing effort.  It might have been in the upper 50s?  I love running in the 40s but not when I am taking my time and stopping for photos.

My strategy was to take it easy and walk a little bit every mile or two.  I carried a very small bottle on my Fitletic belt so had planned to utilize the aid stations heavily.  As usual, I was having a total blast. It has been three years since I've run this event and I was soaking it all in.  One disappointment -- the first real bathrooms come up at the Ticket and Transportation Center and I was counting on ducking in there as we ran by.  But they had fenced off the area and had a cast member standing by the entrances telling runners there were portapotties further down the road.  Boo!!

Soon enough were in the Magic Kingdom which is hands down one of my favorite miles in marathoning.  Turning the corner at Main street, seeing the castle, and having all the people cheering can't be beat.

Hello, Gorgeous.

I never learn my lesson.  In the dark it is impossible to get a photo with the castle. I tried despite knowing this and after seeing the results didn't bother trying the next day during the full.

I may be wrong, but I don't think I am -- I am fairly certain that in the past they had the rides running during the marathon even though the park was closed.  So Dumbo was flying around and the teacups were spinning.  None of that was going on this year. It made for a less festive feeling.

I don't remember when exactly, but sometime after Magic Kingdom my gut started talking to me.  I thought my skipped pee at the TTC may be partly to blame so I ducked into a portapotty but that didn't help matters much.  My happy mood was slightly dampened by the idea of needing a portapotty for something more urgent than a pee stop while out on the course.  Because of this I cut out all of my non-aid station walk breaks the rest of the race.  There went taking it easy for the marathon the next day.

Around mile 9 or so my left foot started to hurt.  About 2 hours after my last 20 miler I had an ache in that foot that was so acute I had stress fracture fears for 24 hours.  It cleared up the next morning but I met a friend at the zoo the day after that 20 miler and by the time we were done walking around it was just a little achy.  After that I was really careful about not doing too much on it two days in a row.  It tweaked here and there over the next two weeks but was overall cooperative.  This half was the first time it really started to hurt during a run and I was really concerned about my ability to run a marathon on it the next day.

I kept telling my gut, "Just three more miles... Just two more miles... Just one more mile..." I was really hoping there weren't any good characters out in Epcot since I feared my body would think we were done if I stopped running and release the floodgates.  I couldn't pass up Genie in his Goofy hat, though, and since there wasn't a long line I took the chance.

This outtake meets RoadBunner anonymity standards. Also, you can see how foggy it was that day.

I rounded the corner, and saw Mickey was out giving high fives right before the finish.  I hung to the right so I could high-five The Mouse before crossing the finish.  I had bargained with my bowels that I would head straight to the portapotty after the finish if they would just be team players a little bit longer, but my gut issue felt completely better once I crossed the line. Go figure.

I got my Donald medal, box of food, Powerade bottle, water bottle, wet towel (this is new) and went looking for my heat sheet.  It was warm enough that I didn't NEED a heat sheet but cool enough that it would certainly have been welcome. I mainly wanted one to have to use as a throwaway the next morning. I had brought two from home but wouldn't pass up the chance to replenish the supply if they were handing them out.  I didn't see any and figured perhaps the med tent had them if you asked.  I asked some med tent people who said that Disney had switched things up today (I suppose vs. the 10K the day before) and that in order to get a heat sheet today you had to get a $5 massage in the massage tent.  O-kay. No free heat sheet for me.  Grumble on.  This left a sour taste in my mouth because Disney events are not cheap and the least Disney could do is to hand out a heat sheet if you wanted one. Grumble off.

I went back to my hotel room (my magic band worked to get me back into the room, Huzzah!) and got to work on refueling, rehydrating, compressing, stretching, and legs up the walling to maximize my leg recovery for the full marathon the next day.

My goal for Saturday is always to not be on my feet at the parks all day.  So I'll generally hit up one or two for a selective few stops and then head to Downtown Disney (now called Disney Springs) for a movie in the afternoon.  I had a fast pass for my favorite Disney Studios attraction, Toy Story Mania, before lunchtime. So I headed out to Disney Studios and was able to hop on the ride.  I debated riding it a second time but the posted wait time was over an hour and I decided I would rather jet over to Animal Kingdom and catch a showing of Finding Nemo, The Musical (another huge favorite of mine).  I did think about not going to a second park since staying off my foot was now front and center in my mind, but my love for the parks won out over common sense.  After doing my Animal Kingdom top stops I headed over to Disney Springs for my movie.

In the past I learned the hard way it takes about an hour to use Disney transportation to get from Animal Kingdom to Disney Springs.  First you have to take a bus to any of the hotel resorts.  Then from a hotel you transfer to a bus to Disney Springs.  In the past there were two bus stops at Disney Springs -- on on each end.  I was horrified to learn that they had done away with the stop closest to the movie theaters.  It is a far walk from one end to the other and I was trying to stay off my feet as much as possible. I learned you could now take a boat from one end to the other so jumped on this option when I got there.  I had pre-bought a ticket to see "The Good Dinosaur." I was talking to someone who said they had heard it wasn't that great and I regretted not joining the masses and getting a ticket to the new Star Wars movie.  I thought I could switch my ticket over if I got there before showtime. Long story short, the boat took FOREVER and by the time I got to the theatre the previews for my movie had already started and my window to ticket switch had passed.  So with the boat, 1.5 hours to get from a Disney park to Springs.

After the movie I usually get a plain pasta dish from Planet Hollywood.  But with the long commute back to the hotel I decided to just get on the boat and eat at my hotel instead.  I think in the future I would consider getting a cab back to the hotel so I can get in bed a little faster.  I managed lights out a smidgen earlier than the night before and set my alarm for 2:20 am so that I could pump before heading out to the bus.


I was not quite as chipper Sunday morning as I had been Saturday morning.  Groundhog Day ensued as I got ready again and headed out to the buses.  It was noticeably warmer Sunday than Saturday which did not bode well for marathon weather.  I had brought a throwaway jacket as well as my heat sheet for Sunday's throwaways and probably should have sacrificed the jacket Saturday instead.  It was a lot emptier at the start area when I got there and I secured a seat on some bleachers vs. sitting on the pavement.

The same characters were out this morning as the day before and I didn't bother to stand in any lines since I was concerned about my foot. The DJ in the start area was the same as the day before and he was great.  He was getting people dancing at 4 am.  He mentioned he would be there until 1 pm or something and I thought he was amazing to have that energy level two days (at least, maybe he was there for the 5K or 10K, too) in a row for so long.

I made the long walk out to the corrals again.  They have done away with the traffic light sign that says, "Have a magical race" which I always loved seeing.  I left a little earlier than the day before to enjoy the start line entertainment.  I had learned the day before that once I got into the corrals the next jumbotron was so far forward I couldn't really see the action. There was a jumbotron right by the entrance to corral F so instead of entering I sat outside my corral to watch the screen up close.

Enjoying the show by Corral F

I stayed outside my corral even after the first few corrals were released.  By that time it was standing room only and if I could stay sitting a few minutes more, why not?  If I had been smart I would have realized that there were portapotties off to the side right by me with no lines and had hopped in for a quick visit but I didn't see them until it was obvious I should be getting into the corral.

Here we go again!

Hello, Mickey!

We took off and immediately I realized it was humid and warm and not nearly as pleasant as the day before.  About 1.5 miles in a man by me even asked out loud if he was the only one who was drenched in sweat already.  My left foot hurt from the beginning of the run and slowly talked to me louder and louder as the miles went by.  I was getting really worried about how it would hold up over a marathon.  I have no explanation for this, but somewhere around mile 8 I realized that it didn't hurt at all.  It never hurt another step of the whole marathon nor has it bothered me in the slightest ever since.  I chocked it up to the shoes I ran in during the half and have taken those out of rotation.  I really don't know how it cleared up so quickly in the middle of a marathon no less, but I won't question good outcomes too much.

The first 8 miles is more or less a repeat of the half marathon.  The Magic Kingdom did not disappoint and I snagged a quick video running up Main Street.

Since the first few runnings of the marathon that I participated in, they have moved the start time back by an hour, I believe.  This means that I now never run through Magic Kingdom in the sunlight.  As I mentioned before it is impossible to get a photo with the castle in the dark and this has been a great sadness for me the last couple of runnings.  Luckily a few years ago I got a great photo with the castle so I suppose I am good for the rest of my life.

Being in the dark also complicates people taking your photo. I learned the hard way after two failed character photo-ops.  Cogsworth was out and I don't think I have ever gotten a photo with him so I stopped and that one turned out blurry because the cast member didn't realize there was a delay with the flash.  Then I stopped for Briar Rabbit because, duh, RoadBUNNER -- and that one was also a major fail with the flash.

Major bummers.  That is five minutes of my marathon time I'll never get back.  I have to say I much prefer the days I carried my digital camera.  Uncertain if I'll go back to that in the future vs. my iPhone which seemed to give people issues and was less convenient for me to capture photos or videos on the fly.

Just like the half I was picky about my character stops and hardly stopped at all this race.  Plus with my two failed stops I was reluctant to chance whether the photo would even turn out.  I only had five character stops the whole race (including the two blurry ones).  I haven't gone back to look but I'm pretty sure I took 20+ photos in the past.  There were definitely less characters out this year than in the past.  Usually there are a quite a few inside and after Animal Kingdom, but this year Timon was by the entrance and there was not one more the entire Animal Kingdom area.

A major Disney marathon regret of mine is never stopping to ride Everest during the race.  With the earlier start time and course changes Animal Kingdom comes about 4 miles earlier and an extra hour earlier on top of that and the park is not officially open when I run through.  We got there around 8:15 am.  The park opens at 9 am.  Two girls by me debated stopping and waiting 45 minutes to ride Everest.  They decided not to but I wanted to say, YES DO IT! even if I wasn't willing wait myself.  If you start in a later corral or are slower you can still ride the ride but I am not sure that is worth dealing with the aggravation of starting farther back the rest of the race.

I did nip into a real restroom in Animal Kingdom that was right by the course.  No lines, a flushing toilet, a sink -- luxury!  I will say that even if you don't count real restrooms in the park, Disney has the most portapotties out of any race I have run.  You never have to worry about that at Disney.  They also have awesome aid stations.  They came so frequently (about every 1.5 miles) even in the warm weather I skipped a few.  They are run so well -- always Powerade first, followed by water, people yelling out what they are offering, and lots and lots of tables.

I gambled a little and only started off the race with two gels. I normally eat four in a marathon.  There were two gel stops on the course and I planned to pick up gels at both of them.  They also had two banana stops and I ate half a banana at each stop. In past years they had half bananas but this year they handed out a whole banana. I think that is a bit of a waste. I imagine most people didn't eat a whole one. But I guess it is one less things for the volunteers to have to do.  Before there would be volunteers chopping the bananas in half.

When I entered Animal Kingdom the sun finally peeked out and I buckled up for a hot day.  But sometime soon some cloud cover rolled in and that kept it from being a total bakefest.  So humid yes, but not terribly hot which was a blessing.

The course had a major change from the last time I ran it in 2013.  You used to run around a car track but they demolished that.  So they added some extra distance in the parks and a new short out and back.  They also still have the Wide World of Sports detour which I detest.  DETEST.  That was the most horrid course change to have happened since I started running Disney.  A DJ outside Magic Kingdom was saying, "You'll enter Wide World of Sports and emerge two weeks later.  Believe me, I was where you are last year.  You'll think of me when you get there!"  It wasn't very positive but it is so true. In my opinion Wide World of Sports is a monstrous out and back.  Bleh.

Do you see that horrible squiggle in the lower right, that is Wide World of Sports -- glorified nasty out and back.

I was happy to leave that area and head towards Disney Studios.  Around mile 20 I did some math and realized that I could come in under 5 hours if I didn't slow down and make too many photo stops.  For some reason I thought I was on course for a 5+ hour finish. Not that it matters much, but I decided to go for a sub-5.  I had been taking occasional walk breaks up until that point. Every few miles I would walk for a minute.  I decided to cut those out.

A few miles later I realized that I was really close to having a sub-4:50 finish.  I always do this to myself.  Realize at the last moment I am close to some sort of time and decide to try to make it.  The time itself doesn't mean anything and if it had I should have known the pace beforehand.  But as it were, I decided wouldn't that be neat, and picked up the pace.  I did stop in Studios for a photo with Boo but was actually glad there weren't many other characters out to tempt me.  Those last few miles I really felt like a marathoner again.  You're tired, it hurts, it would be nice to stop... But somehow your body just keeps going and you don't stop.  And you think wow, all that training really did work! And then you even find it in you to go a little bit faster.

I really put on the jets outside of Studios and into Epcot.  I was running sub-9 at one point which felt like an absolute sprint on my Goofy legs.  I told myself the only way I would stop would be if Remy was out for photos (my character unicorn).  There was no Remy in Epcot. Then as I got closer to mile 26 I realized I was going to miss the sub-4:50 by less than a minute.  Too late in the game to make that one.  I reined in the effort at that point.

Donald was out giving high fives this day, and I crossed the finish line after slapping his wing.  Same goodies collected as the day before and lo and behold there were heat sheets out!  What prompted them to hand them out on marathon day, I don't know, but I grabbed one and used it to hold all my food since it was warm enough to not need one.

I went to the Goofy tent to get my extra medal.  As I walked in they did check my photo against the one they snapped at the expo.  But they didn't check on half marathon day.  So I'll just say that the whole system was pointless.  A great pleasure was receiving my Goofy medal from Michelle from The Mickey Miles Podcast.  I had heard they were going to be volunteering at the Goofy/Dopey medal tent but it wasn't at the forefront of my mind at the time.  When I looked up after she placed it on me I saw her hat which said, "Mickey Milers," and I got all excited and said something corny like, "It's you!" She introduced me to Mike who shook my hand.  I love their podcast and that was a neat treat.  I didn't want to bother them for photos but wish I had.

After some photos I made my way back to my hotel room. I was eager to get bathed, fed, and into the Magic Kingdom.  I hobbled up to my room and my magic band did not open my hotel door.  Are you kidding me?  I hobbled over to the lobby and chose a line which was twice as short but moved twice as slowly as a different line I could have chosen to get the issue resolved.  It took forever. I'm sure I smelled amazing and I don't think the people checking in even knew there was a race going on.  I was getting cold as well but all my food was wrapped up in my heat sheet so I couldn't use it.  Eventually they got it sorted but that was a huge annoyance, especially after being told it wouldn't be an issue.

I eventually made it to Magic Kingdom and really got my vacation started.  There is something stressful about knowing you shouldn't be walking extra miles and yet not being able to sit down and stay still.  I stayed until closing that night and was exhausted by the time I got to bed around 11 pm.

Monday:  The temperature dropped 15+ degrees and it was downright chilly the rest of my vacation.  One day too late.  Animal Kingdom, Magic Kingdom
Tuesday:  Quick nip into Magic Kingdom before my flight
(As someone who has visited the parks many times before, this shortened trip was enough to get all the highlights accomplished.  I would have liked to have done Toy Story Mania a second time and there were a few attractions I usually visit I didn't have a chance to see at all, but overall I was happy with what I got done in the parks)

Half (Donald), Goofy Challenge, Full (Mickey)

The marathon shirt was in the wash for the previous photo.  The shirts FIT!  I usually put the Goofy lanyard on the Mickey medal on marathon Sunday when I visit the park. I much prefer the Mickey medal but want the street cred of the Goofy :)

A commentary on the Dopey Challenge:
This was the first year I ran Goofy when the Dopey Challenge also existed.  Goofy is the half and the full on consecutive days.  Prior to the official Dopey Challenge, there was also a 5K on Friday and people who ran Goofy and also did the 5K unofficially called it the Dopey.  Disney is not one to leave money on the table and they created the official Dopey Challenge where you run a 5K, 10K, half, and full on consecutive days and earn yourself a Dopey medal.

It is my personal opinion that when comparing the Dopey Challenge to the Goofy Challenge it is not a physical accomplishment so much as a logistical and financial challenge.  Dopey requires you to arrive 3 days earlier which means more time off of work and more hotel fees.  It also costs an arm and a leg (vs. just the arm it costs to run Goofy). Financial challenge.  You have to wake up early 4 days a row instead of 2. You have to figure out how to be at Disney on vacation and balance time on your feet with time off your feet.  Logistical challenge.  Running an extra 5K and 10K to me is just not that much more than Goofy. I hazard to guess that most Goofy runners will run about a 5K shakeout run on Thursday two days before the race anyhow. I ran 2 miles this year myself. I don't think an extra mile that day and a 10K the next day would have been that huge of a difference. I did the unofficial Dopey Challenge a few years back and didn't think it would prove anything to myself to add in the 10K.

So for me, it just didn't make sense to do Dopey.  Does Goofy feel less special with Dopey runners around?  Hands down, yes.  There were twice as many Dopey runners as Goofy runners.   Running "just" Goofy sounds cute to Dopey runners.  Do I want to run Dopey one day? Maybe.  I love Disney races and if I could carve the time out I think I would. I personally thought Disney jumped the shark with Dopey and I still think that.  Definitely for longterm participation Goofy is probably where I will live.

A commentary on running just the marathon for time:
I had made it a goal to one day train specifically for Disney and try to run a sub-4 hour Disney marathon.  No Goofy, just a decent, honest, working effort at the marathon.  I ran this year imagining what it would be like to run Disney for time.  Quite frankly, I'm not sure I want to anymore.  With the change in corrals it could be hard to hit your effort level quickly.  Disney is also impossible to run the tangents.  There are areas of the course that are 4 lane roads and other areas that narrow down to three people abreast in Wide World of Sports.  There is a lot of weaving for character stops.  The curvy paths in the parks complicate things and the course probably runs "longer" than your typical marathon because of all of this.  The weather at Disney is notoriously unpredictable.  I've run it in sweltering 80 degree heat and I've run it when it was so cold the water was freezing at the water stops.  I may still pursue this if there is a year running Goofy doesn't make sense, but I don't think it is a major bucket list goal at the moment.

Friday, November 13, 2015

Santa Rosa Half Marathon

I was really disappointed to not run the Disney Marathon in 2015.  It was my 10 year marathoniversary and I wanted to go back to the race that had started it all.  So I did the next best thing -- I signed up to run it in 2016.  I have no illusions of a fast time.  My main goal is to build endurance vs. speed the next few months.  I signed up for my fifth Goofy Challenge.  Knowing I am heading out to Orlando in hopefully mileage but not speed shape, I figured I should get the most bang for my buck and run both races again.  I would love one day to run a sub-4:00 Disney Marathon but 2016 isn't going to be the year.  I am not interested in the Dopey Challenge.  It is rather pricey and I did the former unofficial Dopey Challenge a few years back (5K, half, then full) and throwing a 10K in the mix doesn't really interest me.

Disney has a corral system and requires a proof of time to seed you appropriately.  I wanted to run a half marathon this summer in order to have a proof of time to submit.  I also figured it would be a good thing to get up to a half marathon distance during the summer in order to feel confident moving forward with Goofy training.

I chose to run Santa Rosa mainly because of the timing of the race and it actually got me excited to run.  There were closer to home races that gave me a blah feeling or ones that took place a little too late.  My first choice race was a month earlier than Santa Rosa -- it got cancelled and I am happy I had and extra month to train.  I was able to do cut-back long run weeks every other week which I think helped me stay injury free.

After Big Sur I cut out the walk breaks and started at scratch at 1 mile runs.  I was able to fit in two double-digit long runs before the race.  I started pushing my son in the BOB stroller for runs in June.  We started off with just one mile runs and by the time the race rolled around I was pushing him 6 miles twice a week.  I only ran three time a week:  Two stroller runs and one solo long run.

My main goal for this race was to clock a time that represented I ran the entire thing.  After utilizing walk breaks all through Big Sur training I wanted to get back to continuous running.

I ran the Santa Rosa Marathon five (!?!) years ago.  The race has evolved a lot since then.  They have since changed the course (the current half marathon course seems to be almost exactly the same as half of the original marathon course), now have an expo, start an hour earlier, and generally are trying to feel much more "big-race" with the deletion of race-day bib pick-up.  This was a real thorn in my side.  Santa Rosa is not that far away from San Francisco but it is also not so close that you want to drive out there two days in a row.

My friend graciously agreed to help me with bib pick-up since getting to the expo in time with my schedule would have been close to impossible.  We thought we would make a little family get-away trip out of the whole thing but logistics squashed that as a sane possibility.  We thought maybe I could head up there myself for a night.  I had images of languishing in a lush hotel bed with cable TV and eating proverbial bonbons saluting my postpartum night away from baby (never mind the race started so early I'd be getting up earlier than I would if I had stayed home with the baby).  But I hadn't really started committing to a hotel until a month before the race in case I got injured. Ye of little faith. So when I started looking, anything that fit into my hotel fantasy was decidedly sold out or $$$$$.  I'm not that picky.  A good 'ole Comfort Inn would have fit the bill.  Everything available was still $$$ and had reviews that were not so palatable.  So I drove up there two days in a row.

Parking was a breeze in a parking structure a short walk to the race start.  I had to pump on the drive up and after I parked.  The portapotty line wasn't very long and moved quickly and I got to the start area with no stress.  I lined up right in front of the 2:10 pacer.  I would definitely recommend that if you are looking to run a good time for yourself to get to the start on time.  The course is narrow the first few miles and there were a few obviously faster runners who must have started late who were looking frustrated trying to get through the crowd.

My run pace had been in the 9:50 range the weeks prior to the race.  I occasionally got down into the 9:30s for average pace on a couple of runs.  I decided on a great day I could probably squeak a sub-9:30 pace for the race but would have been pleased with anything under 10:00 and was shooting for at least a 9:45 pace.

Mile 1 9:26 pace
Mile 2 9:20 pace

The first two miles I got caught up in all the race excitement and went out a bit faster than I had intended.  I was slightly confused since I thought I had lined up appropriately for a slower pace and yet I seemed to be going with the flow.  I decided to slow it down a little to play it conservatively.

Mile 3 9:35 pace

Oh, heck. I was feeling good and naturally seemed to be falling into a faster than expected rhythm.  I decided to go with it.

Mile 4 9:20 pace
Mile 5 9:26 pace
Mile 6 9:16 pace

I decided to hold this comfortable-yet-working pace until mile 10 where I'd start to let myself push a little.

The marathon started an hour prior to the half marathon and the faster runners started passing us as we made our way to the finish.  Also about this time slower half-marathoners (and one elderly gentleman who was walking the full) were still coming back out and it made it a lot of fun to cheer for everyone.

The race was mainly paved but there were a few unpaved trail sections.  They weren't as troublesome as the year I ran the marathon but still not my favorite.

Mile 7 9:25 pace
Mile 8 9:22 pace
Mile 9 9:25 pace

Let's go!

Mile 10 9:15
Mile 11 9:32 (refilled water bottle and chugged three or four half-filled water cups)

I haven't run a sub-9:00 pace since February 2013.

Mile 12 8:51
Mile 13 8:30
Mile 13.1 7:08

Official finish:  2:01:58, 9:19 pace

I have run something like 29 half marathons but only three times have I run faster than a 2:01.  So this is my fourth fastest half marathon.  I have run four full marathons at a pace faster than this half so it only sounds impressive by virtue of the fact that I haven't really been focusing on the half marathon distance much.  But since I don't run a lot of halves at a good effort I'm not used to seeing low 2 hour finish times much and it felt pretty great.

The same effort a few years ago would have yielded about a minute per mile faster pace.  That is humbling and shows me how much work I have left to do.  But at the same time, I felt like a runner again during this race.  It felt great to keep myself at the edge of comfort and save enough to finish strong.  It has been almost three years since I raced and I forgot how awesome it feels.

I had not done any speed work training for Santa Rosa except for pushing my son in the BOB stroller.  My fastest run training for Santa Rosa had been a 7 miler at a 9:30 pace and it sort of blows my mind I was able to run 13.1 at 9:19 pace.  Resistance running for the win.

I followed up the race with a visit to the Charles M. Schulz Museum.  It is a small museum but worth a visit. I love getting food at The Warm Puppy Cafe which is adjacent to an iceskating rink Schulz built. Meh food but the atmosphere always makes me wish I was a local who could come by every weekend.

I thought this was genius.  At the Schulz Museum, they have solar panels you park your car under.  Keeps your car cool and creates energy. Every place should do this.
A lot of people run Santa Rosa for fast times and a lot are successful.  The course has changed but I did PR the marathon here years ago.  This year the cloud cover stuck around during the race so while it wasn't cool, it was never hot.  Personally, I think it is a big gamble weather-wise to train for a goal race that is held in August.  They start the races relatively early which helps, though.  I am sort of curious about the new full course and may consider it down the road as a non-goal race.  I would race the half again here if only because there probably aren't a whole lot of other great summer options for a fast one.

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Big Sur International Marathon

Marathon #38:

I signed up for the 2015 Big Sur Marathon on July 15, 2014 less than 24 hours before I went into labor.  For the 2015 race they decided to open up a few different days of registration due to a 24 hour sell-out the year before.  July 15th was the first day and all the available slots for this day sold out in just a few minutes.  I was so delighted to have nabbed a spot.

Fast forward to my postpartum days and my return to running was anything but smooth or quick.  My post-baby race goal was supposed to be a slow and meandering Disney 2015 race weekend in January and I had to totally scrap that idea.  When I was pregnant my lower back used to kill me.  Postpartum I had a repeat MRI to be sure that my pelvic stress fractures had healed since I was still getting some discomfort that was eerily similar to what I used to feel when it was fractured.  The MRI showed that my pelvis was healed (woo-hoo!) but my doctor commented on the fact that I had swollen SI joints on both sides.

During pregnancy your body releases relaxin which loosens ligaments and allows the pelvis to open during childbirth.  With my pelvis all loose and wonky my SI joints were experiencing a greater range of movement which caused the swelling.  If I was a couch potato just giving birth would have alleviated my SI joint pain.  But if I went on even a 1-2 mile walk my lower back pain would flare up again.  I've been told that it could take 6 months or even until I stopped breastfeeding for the effects of relaxin to 100% leave my body.  It took about 7-8 months for things to get back to relative normalcy but even today longer runs still make my pelvis achy.

Up until January I was hoping to be able to train for Big Sur as I would a normal non-goal marathon. I decided with less than four months to go and no running in sight if I wanted to experience the race I had to be open to the idea of walking.  If I could get to the Bixby bridge I didn't care if I got swept due to time limits.  With the way Big Sur sold out I knew going forward a spot in the race wasn't guaranteed and who knew when I would have a chance to be there again.  Any other race I would have passed but I was willing to walk to mile 13 and get pulled off the course just to experience what I could.  I love this race so much and the thought of missing it another year -- what could be my final year with an entry -- was not an option.

So I started walking.  I think I was occasionally doing 4 mile walks with the baby and that weekend I went out and walked 6 miles.  The next weekend I walked 10.  At the same time I slowly worked on my running.  I would do 30 second running segments with walk breaks.  After that didn't break me I did 45 second run segments, then 60 second run segments and so on.  Eventually I was able to start doing some running on my longer distance day. I started off running for a minute every mile.  Then a minute every half mile.  I eventually settled on a run 4:00, walk 2:00 pattern for my longer run.

The first 10 mile walk.  It took forever.  Also, meet my new running watch, Gaston Garmin.

I did two short run-walks during the week (capped off at about 4 miles each) and one long run-walk on the weekend (built up to one 20 miler).  I also walked pushing my son in the stroller twice a week.  We usually went about 4 miles but occasionally did up to six.  I tried to find as many hills as I could on our walking days together.

By the time race day came I knew I could generally keep a pace that would allow me to finish before the 6 hour cut-off.  The big unknown was that Big Sur is a fairly challenging course and I wasn't sure how my walk-run plan was going to hold up over the day.  I may end up walking all the ups and running the downs.  But then running the downs is actually tougher on your body and I wasn't sure my pelvis was going to stand that.   I decided to have my watch vibrate instead of doing an audible alert so that it wouldn't be too distracting if my run-walk plan went down the drain.  I was going to stick to the plan from the beginning and keep it up as long as possible.

I almost didn't take a camera with me during the race.  I had done this race four times previously and stopped to take photos of EVERYTHING and figured I had documented what I wanted at some point in the past.  With the cut-off being an issue I didn't want to waste any time with photos.  I did end up taking my phone so that I would be able to call my husband if I got swept and I figured I couldn't miss just the one photo opportunity with Michael Martinez by the Bixby Bridge.

One thing I was nervous about was pumping for as long as possible as close to the start of the race as possible.  I left my hotel before 4 am and wasn't going to see my son again until 1 pm.  If you've ever breastfed you can understand my anxiety.  For my weekend long runs I was able to nurse him and leave right after to run.  But at the race there was going to be a 3 hour or so delay between when I left him and the start of the race.  I reached out to the race and they allowed me to sit in the cab of one of the sweat bag trucks to pump.  When I got to the start area I made a beeline to the portapotties to use them before meeting up with the race director to find the truck.

Years ago I stood in line for 1.5 hours to get to a portapotty.  I wanted to pump for half an hour so if this happened again I was going to have to choose between having to pee the first few miles or trucking extra milk 26.2 miles.  Luckily I got into a fast moving line and was in a portapotty within a few minutes.

It wasn't terribly cold this year but another perk of being in the truck was that I didn't have to sit in the chilly air outside.  I stayed in the truck as long as possible before heading to the start.

I fired up my watch and started off doing 4:00 run, 2:00 walk from the very beginning.  It was tempting to run a little longer in the beginning but I hadn't trained that way and was going to do what I knew worked.

The weather this year -- beautiful blue skies and a nice head wind.  I was happy the views would be great this year. I ran once in fog and it was really disappointing.  This race feels like an old friend after running it so many times.  With my lack of running it the last couple of years it felt like an old friend you hadn't seen in a while.

There were a few times I would be approaching an aid station as a walk break would start and I would continue running a little longer knowing I would have an extended walk through the aid station.  I allowed myself to walk extra through aid stations while I drank water.  I got a little carried away as we descended towards the base of Hurricane Point and missed a walk break.  Otherwise I stuck to my run-walk plan.

One of my favorite miles in marathoning is the approach and ascent up Hurricane Point, and then down the other side to cross the Bixby Bridge.  Hurricane Point has a lot of false summits and even knowing this I was surprised once or twice when the top wasn't the top at all.  I kept straining to hear Michael Martinez on the piano as we reached the top of Hurricane Point.  This year he was playing an unknown song as I crossed the bridge.  My hope of him playing "What a Wonderful World" as I cross the bridge will have to keep on keeping on.

I stopped for a quick shot with the pianist then got down to business for the day.  The second half of Big Sur is not quite as scenic as the first and you are getting worn down and tired.  With my walk breaks I was feeling surprisingly fresh.  I guess there is something to this method after all.  The hills didn't seem nearly so numerous or long or high this year.  In short, I was feeling a lot better than I thought I would be and I knew I was going to finish.

I ran past a gentleman wearing a shirt that said "Grizzly 30" and I asked him if he had run all thirty Big Sur Marathons.  "Well, twenty-nine...." he said as he pointed down the road.  Amazing.

I kept up with my run-walk intervals until shortly after mile 25 when I decided to run all the way to the finish.  I didn't look at the distance on Gaston but I consider this to be my first consecutive mile of running since sometime in early 2014.  It felt glorious.

I heard my husband cheering off to the side shortly before the finish line.  I pulled over to give him and my son a kiss and then finished my fifth Big Sur Marathon.

I soaked up as much of this race as I could.  Both for what it was and what it represented.  It was my first real race of any kind since May 2013 and my first marathon since January 2013.  If you had told me in January 2013 that I wouldn't run another marathon for almost 2.5 years and that I would be a mother the next time it happened I would have told you that you were insane.  I thought about everything that had happened since the last time I ran a marathon.  I thought about everything that had happened for me to be on the course today.  I was incredibly grateful for both everything in my life and the chance to do what I love again.

I've run this race in 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and 2015.  I was registered in 2013 but had pelvic stress fractures.  I was registered in 2014 but was pregnant.  I told myself years ago that this was the race I would do every year until I couldn't do this anymore.  For 2009 I signed up leisurely months before the race.  For 2014 it sold out in less than an hour.  They switched to the lottery system for 2016 onward so there is no guarantee of entry anymore.  I got incredibly lucky this year and did get in via the lottery for 2016.  It makes me sad that I may get to run this one more time or ten more times but you'd better believe I'll be there every year they'll take me.

Monday, August 17, 2015

Monday Mario -- Fin

March 6, 2004 (Gotcha Day) -- August 18, 2014
This blog had been grossly neglected the last year.  It is hard to have a running blog when you aren't running.  I wish I had kept up with the "Monday Marios" because I love looking back and reading them myself and I know Mario had a lot of friends out there who looked forward to seeing his handsome mug.

I am heartbroken to share the news that we put Mario to sleep on August 18th.  He was declining slowly over the course of this past year.  He didn't do his Bunny 500 zooms around the living room anymore.  He didn't really care too much for coming out and exploring as much.  Eventually I noticed he couldn't support himself on any surface that didn't have adequate traction.  He couldn't bend around to groom himself or eat his cecals.  

His veterinarian and I tweaked all sorts of things to keep him happy.  He was put on supplements and pain meds for arthritis.  I did warm compresses on his eyes to help that issue.  We changed his diet.  I modified his pen set up when he couldn't always make it into the litter box.  My veterinarian said to keep perspective:  If he was a person he would be grandpa in a nursing home in a wheelchair and diapers.  We started to have to give him baths.  Everyone who has followed this blog knows how fastidiously clean Mario was and I can only imagine how annoyed he was to be soiled.

All of this became the new norm the last 6 months or so and it seemed to work for everyone.  Then in his last 2.5 weeks Mario started to have major difficulties walking.  The final couple of days he was totally immobile and I made the heartbreaking decision I hoped I would never have to make.  I always wanted Mario to go peacefully in his sleep on his own terms.  After the major health scare and hospitalization we had a few years ago I didn't think I had it in me to make that choice for him.  It is hands down the hardest thing I have had to do and I am not sure pet ownership is for me anymore knowing it could end that way.

After over 10 years together life is very different without him.  I was in my mid-twenties when I adopted Mario and am now in my mid-thirties.  I would argue that is the decade the most drastic change in your life occurs.  Mario was with me through my final years as a student, my first job, a cross-country move, a wedding, and a baby.  He was up with me when I burned the midnight oil studying for Boards.  He was up with me when I would wake at dark o'clock for races.  He was up with me the night before my wedding when I couldn't fall asleep.  When my newborn was crying at 4 am he was up with me wondering what all the racket was about.

Mario was the heart and soul of this blog.  I started this as a running blog and it truly evolved into Mario's little corner of cyberspace.  More than anything else, I am thankful I had this blog to compel me to document his life and my memories with him.

After going to the veterinarian on Mario's final day, my husband parked by the ocean so I could regroup before going back to the craziness of a 4 week old and visiting relatives.  It was beautiful, somber, peaceful, and everything I was feeling.

"The cure for anything is salt water:  sweat, tears or the sea." -- Karen Blixen

It took me a year to get this posted.  Thank you to everyone who ever admired Mario from afar and laughed at his antics with me.  There is a rabbit-shaped hole in my heart.

The day I adopted Mario I met him and an animal shelter worker at a Connecticut train station.  He was in a carrier and looked a little distressed.  "Poor guy," I said.  "He's having a rough day."  The young woman looked at me and replied, "But he'll have a great rest of his life."

I can only hope this was the truth.

Every post I ever tagged with "Mario" can be found here.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Monday Mario

Perhaps more rare than the elusive bunny yawn, I present Bunny Sneezes.  Turn up the volume and enjoy eighteen high quality Mario sneezes.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Monday Mario

I smell BANANA!